What Should A Man Do

I Thank God I Am As Honest As Any Man Living That Is An Old Man And No Honester Than I.

Melancholy Is The Nurse Of Frenzy.

Adversity Makes Strange Bedfellows.

It Is Not Night When I Do See Your Face, Therefore I Think I Am Not In The Night; Nor Doth This Wood Lack Worlds Of Company, For You In My Respect Are All The World: Then How Can It Be Said I Am Alone, When All The World Is Here To Look On Me?

O, What A Goodly Outside Falsehood Hath!